A Married Woman's Long-cherished Wish (Part 1, Episodes 1-14 Complete)

Word Count: 139,641 Chapter 1: Da Cheng Returns Home for the New Year, Only to Find His Wife Cheating Liu Da Cheng was a child of misfortune. He lost his father at a young age, and his mother ran off with another man while he was still an infant. His elderly grandmother raised him single-handedly, but sadly, she passed away from overwork just as Da Cheng was reaching adulthood, ending her arduous life and leaving Da Cheng alone to struggle in this cold world! Fate is fickle; it always favors the hardworking, giving them new hope. Forced by the pressure of survival, Da Cheng went to work on a construction site after graduating from junior high school. He toiled day and night, relying on his own two hands and his frugal nature. Through hard work, he not only married a beautiful wife, Chun Xing, but also, because of his hardworking character, caught the eye of the foreman, who took him to Beijing to work at the beginning of this year. After a year of hard work, he had saved 50,000 yuan, a considerable sum indeed. At this moment, Dacheng and his fellow villagers were crammed into the train heading home. Looking out the window at the snow-covered mountains and fields, he felt an indescribable joy. He hadn't expected to be able to buy Spring Festival tickets so easily this year. Although it was only a standing ticket, he was still sincerely grateful to his boss, who was also his fellow villager: Sister Meng Qingyu. To buy tickets for Dacheng and the others, Sister Yu had specially asked someone to book them online a month in advance; otherwise, Dacheng and the others would have had to spend the New Year in Beijing. Dacheng hadn't told his wife, Chunxing, about going home for the New Year. He wanted to secretly go back and surprise Chunxing. He thought: when he got home, he would put the money he had saved over the year on the table, and Chunxing would definitely take good care of her husband who had been working away from home for a year. Thinking of Chunxing, Dacheng couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. This good girl, who had been married to him for almost two years, had truly suffered with this poor, lonely man. Because of Da Cheng's impoverished family background, apart from his two good brothers, Shuanzhu and Mengzi, almost no one in the village looked up to him. It wasn't until after graduating from junior high school that Da Cheng started working on a construction site. He worked his way up from a laborer mixing mud and carrying sand to a master plasterer and bricklayer. And, by a stroke of luck, he met Chunxing, who was also working on the construction site. The two cared for each other and gradually developed feelings for one another. Chunxing, disregarding her family's objections, resolutely married the penniless Liu Da Cheng. In the two years of their marriage, Chunxing was incredibly attentive to Liu Da Cheng. Although the couple lived a simple life, their love was truly deep. At the beginning of the year, when Da Cheng was about to leave for work in Beijing, Chunxing almost cried her eyes out, showing how deep her feelings for him were. Every time Da Cheng thought of Chunxing's affection for him, his heart ached and his eyes welled up with tears. He hoped the train would leave quickly; he couldn't wait to see his beloved wife. Dacheng's hometown is a small village under Panjin City in Liaoning Province, located outside Shanhaiguan Pass. It's very close to Panzhong County, about ten kilometers away. However, it was already 9 PM when Dacheng got off the train. The village bus service had long since stopped running, and he couldn't bear to spend money on a taxi. Dragging his heavy suitcase, he walked home step by step along the road. Spring Festival outside the pass is always unusually cold, but ten kilometers was nothing to Dacheng, a young man of only 25. Country folk don't mind working hard all year round, and he was about to see his beloved wife. Dacheng didn't feel tired at all. In just an hour and a half, he saw the warm lights of the village. For a migrant worker who had been away from home for a year, this was the warmest feeling. Da Cheng's house was right next to the highway at the east end of the village. After turning off the highway and into the first alley, the second house was Da Cheng's old house. Although it was still dilapidated, it was Da Cheng's warmest haven. After entering the village, Da Cheng suppressed his joy and pushed his courtyard gate, but it wouldn't open. He figured Chun Xing was already asleep at this hour. Wanting to surprise Chun Xing, Da Cheng didn't bang on the door. Instead, he quietly climbed over the low, crumbling wall on the south side of his yard. Then he saw the warm orange light shining from inside the house. Da Cheng casually dropped his suitcase and walked happily to the window sill. He wanted to see what his wife, whom he missed day and night, was doing, and whether she, like him, was thinking of her husband who was working far away. But just as Da Cheng reached the window, he heard someone talking inside. "Turn off the light quickly!" It was Chun Xing's voice, but he didn't know who she was talking to. Da Cheng was puzzled. Chun Xing didn't have many friends in the village, so who would come to visit at the end of the year? Could it be Chun Xing's sister-in-law, Hong Mei? No, that didn't make sense. Chun Xing and her sister-in-law had never gotten along. Ever since Chun Xing married Da Cheng, her snobbish sister-in-law Hong Mei had never given Da Cheng and Chun Xing a second glance, let alone come to visit! So who could it be? Da Cheng's heart began to pound. "Why are you turning off the lights? Tonight I want to keep the lights on and see what you look like when you're being a slut."
A middle-aged man's voice came from inside the house, and it sounded familiar to Da Cheng—it sounded like his neighbor Liu Hai Kui's voice. Who it was didn't matter anymore. At that moment, Da Cheng felt as if he'd been struck by lightning. His hands clenched tightly, his chest heaving. He never imagined that in the short year he'd been away working, Chun Xing had been having an affair. Da Cheng felt dizzy and wanted nothing more than to rush into the room and kill the two of them!
"No way! Either you get home right now, or you turn off the lights. Otherwise, you're not touching me!"
Chunxing's tone sounded somewhat impatient, as if she didn't have a good relationship with this middle-aged man. Hearing this, Dacheng's anger subsided slightly, and he couldn't help but think of all the good things Chunxing had done for him in the past. If he had really rushed in just now, his life with Chunxing would have been truly over. "You slut, who called me this afternoon to come over tonight? I had another fight with Hongxia at home last night just to come see you. Don't you dare play dumb with me, or I'll tell the whole village that you, you slut, seduced me and keep making me come over to 'pay my dues' for your Dacheng." Dacheng recognized the middle-aged man as Liu Haikui, his neighbor across the wall. Liu Haikui was five years older than Dacheng, turning thirty this year. Because Haikui had a bad reputation in the village—he was known for his drinking, gambling, whoring, and fighting—he hadn't been able to find a wife until the end of the year before last, when his family spent a lot of money to find him a wife, Liu Hongxia, the old maid of Liu Erxi, the village's stingy old man. Liu Hongxia wasn't bad-looking, tall and voluptuous, but she had one major flaw: she had a very fiery temper! Perhaps it's a case of one thing subduing another. Since Liu Haikui married Liu Hongxia, although the two fight almost every day, Liu Haikui has changed a lot of his old bad habits. He rarely goes out to cause trouble anymore and has instead started to honestly work in the fields. If another man cheated on him, Dacheng might have dared to confront him, but with Liu Haikui, Dacheng didn't dare to act. This was because Dacheng had been bullied by Liu Haikui since childhood, and there was nothing he could do about it. Liu Haikui was almost 1.9 meters tall, with a muscular body, dark skin, and a weight of nearly 200 pounds, making him look like a "black bear" from the deep mountains and forests. Da Cheng, malnourished since childhood, was barely 1.6 meters tall, and his entire body, including skin and bones, weighed less than 100 pounds. He had never dared to look Liu Haikui in the eye since childhood. Fortunately, his best friend Liu Meng (also known as Mengzi) always helped him; otherwise, Da Cheng would have been driven mad by Liu Haikui long ago. Tonight, Da Cheng truly felt like dying. He never imagined that it was his own wife who had called Liu Haikui, and judging from their conversation, the two had been together for some time. At this moment, Da Cheng no longer had the courage to rush in and attack. The thought of Liu Haikui's fleshy face sent chills down his spine—a lingering effect of being beaten by Liu Haikui in the past. "Get lost! Don't pretend you're innocent after getting a good deal. If you don't want to come, then get out of here. Nobody's begging you!" Chunxing was clearly not intimidated by Liu Haikui; instead, she argued with him. "Fine, you insist on making me leave tonight, huh? Damn it, I don't believe it! If you won't let me, I'll go home and fuck my Hongxia. Let's see who the hell can't take it!" Liu Haikui finished speaking, and the sound of him getting out of bed came from inside the room. "You bastard, where are you going?" Dacheng stood at the window against the wall, and through the gap in the curtains, he saw Chunxing sit up in bed. She was wearing a bright red thermal undershirt, her hair was disheveled, and her fair face and slender neck looked particularly alluring. "Going home to fuck my own wife, not wasting time chatting with this slut here!" Liu Haikui mocked Chunxing as he bent down to tie his shoelaces. "Come back!" Chunxing's tone was icy. "What the hell?" Liu Haikui asked smugly. "You bastard, are you deliberately trying to annoy me?" Chunxing's tone became somewhat anxious. "Why would I be angry with you? You told me to get lost, and I was just about to go home. What more do you want?" Liu Haikui acted as if he had been wronged, which nearly drove Liu Dacheng, who was standing outside the window shivering in sub-zero temperatures, insane. Dacheng realized that it was his wife, Chunxing, who couldn't bear to let Liu Haikui go, which filled Dacheng with utter despair. "How can you be so heartless? You've let me touch you all night, you've made me feel all horny, and now you want to leave? Isn't that bullying?" Chunxing had truly given in. Although she was still scolding Liu Haikui, Dacheng knew that she definitely didn't want him to leave. "Heh, the slut finally admits she's being a slut! Keep pretending, you've forgotten how you hooked up with me in the first place, and now you're still complaining about this and that. Hurry up and take off all your underwear so I can have a good look at your sexy, fleshy body!" Liu Haikui's scheme succeeded, a contemptuous lewd smile on his face, as he took off his shoes and climbed back onto the heated kang. "What's there to see? And we have to keep the lights on. You've already done this to me so many times, why do you have to torture me like this!" Chunxing grumbled as she took off her bright red underwear. Dacheng held his breath, helplessly watching everything happening inside the room from outside the window. His wife Chunxing's body seemed even whiter and fuller than when he went out to work. A 24-year-old woman, she actually had a pair of breasts the size of papayas, with nipples still a girlish pink, but the breasts were already starting to sag slightly. Dacheng remembered that before he went to Beijing, Chunxing's breasts weren't this big; it must have been from being fondled by that bastard Liu Haikui this past year. Below that was Chunxing's still slender waist, followed by her two round, firm buttocks. As Chunxing turned around, Dacheng saw that beneath her flat stomach, the pubic hair between her legs was particularly thick, black and shiny—exactly the same as the Chunxing he remembered. At this moment, Chunxing had completely removed her long underwear, and her two plump, healthy legs radiated a lustful, fleshy sheen under the dim light. Not only did Dacheng, a man who hadn't had sex in over a year, feel his mouth go dry, but even Liu Haikui, who was lying on the bed, had already placed his two thick, large hands on Chunxing's beautiful legs. With a "smack!", Liu Haikui knelt at Chunxing's feet, his right hand reaching behind her and slapping her firm, elastic buttocks. "Ouch, you bastard, take it easy! You think you can mess with my wife like that?" Chunxing cried out in pain, but instead of dodging, she flipped herself over, sticking out her buttocks and shaking them a few times at Liu Haikui's large head. "Xing'er, you're so slutty, slutty to the bone. Just for that, it's not in vain that I abandoned my own wife for so long to come find you." Liu Haikui swallowed hard, his large hands slapping Chunxing's buttocks repeatedly. In an instant, Chunxing's snow-white, plump buttocks were beaten bright red, like ripe peaches. "Ouch, be gentle! Don't hit me anymore, or it'll swell up! Do you think your wife would let you play with her body like this? It's only because I've given you this fair, tender, beautiful flesh, that you, you bastard, can do whatever you want with it. Don't be ungrateful! If you anger me again, see if I'll let you into my bed again!" Chunxing's snow-white buttocks were sore from Liu Haikui's slaps, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she cupped her breasts in her hands and began to knead her nipples with her fingers. "Hehe, my dear flesh, my good Xing'er! If you don't let me have my way, would you be willing to part with this big meat stick of mine?"
Liu Haikui had already taken off his clothes and pulled out his already erect penis. Then he lay down brazenly at Chunxing's feet. Dacheng saw it clearly. Liu Haikui's dark, hairy, muscular body contrasted sharply with his snow-white wife beside him. Moreover, Da Cheng saw that Liu Hai Kui's huge penis was like a black iron rod, a full 15 centimeters in size, and the glans was like a ping-pong ball, round and large, with a purplish-black color, looking exceptionally powerful. At this moment, Chun Xing pulled a floral quilt over Liu Hai Kui's chest and complained with concern, "Quickly cover yourself with the quilt, aren't you afraid of getting cold!" After saying that, Chun Xing pulled a big red quilt over herself, and then she lay her upper body on Liu Hai Kui's stomach, her eyes staring at his penis with a dazed look, and stretched out her fair right hand, unable to help but grasp Liu Hai Kui's glans in her palm. "How is it? Isn't it amazing? Is it better than your Da Cheng's?" Liu Hai Kui saw Chun Xing's hungry eyes and knew that she was attracted to his penis, so he simply put his hands behind his head and waited comfortably for Chun Xing's service. "You're so annoying, if it weren't for seeing your deadly big penis, I wouldn't have willingly let you have my body."
Chunxing's small hands began to rub Liu Haikui's penis up and down incessantly. Her head had unknowingly moved closer and closer to the hard shaft, her delicate nose almost touching the glans. "Xing'er, tell me, what's the difference between my penis and Dacheng's?" Liu Haikui clearly enjoyed hearing Chunxing speak ill of Dacheng. "What's there to say? We're both men, aren't we the same?" Chunxing, squeezing Haikui's large, dark penis, her body already aroused, threw off her bright red quilt, turned and slipped under Haikui's floral quilt, straddling his chest with her legs spread wide. "You slut, you're so wet already, are you going to talk or not? Are you going to talk or not?" Hai Kui lifted a corner of the floral quilt covering Chun Xing, revealing her plump, round buttocks. He stretched out two thick, strong fingers of his right hand and inserted them into Chun Xing's honey hole. As Hai Kui asked, he thrust hard into the deepest part of Chun Xing's flesh hole twice. "Oh... I'm going to die... be gentle, be gentle... I'll talk... I'll talk..." Chun Xing's hole still seemed as sensitive as ever. When Da Cheng was at home, as long as he inserted his penis into Chun Xing's beautiful hole, she would become particularly obedient. Now it seemed that Chun Xing was still the same. As soon as Hai Kui poked her vagina with his fingers, she immediately became docile. Seeing that Chun Xing had given in, Hai Kui pulled his two fingers out of Chun Xing's honey hole and began to play with the small, sensitive clitoris at the entrance of Chun Xing's hole with his two fingers, which were already covered with Chun Xing's lustful fluid. "Oh...so comfortable...Brother Haikui, you really know how to torture me...Every time you let your hand touch my little sister...my body goes weak..." Chunxing said, gently swaying her body, the juices in her vagina began to overflow from Haikui's fingers. "Xing'er, as long as you behave well from now on, you'll have plenty to enjoy. Compared to your Dacheng, I'm much better, aren't I?" Haikui rubbed his fingers at Chunxing's vaginal opening a few times, then inserted them into her fleshy hole again. Before Chunxing could get her satisfaction, he pulled his fingers out again and rubbed them back and forth at Chunxing's vaginal opening. When Chunxing cried out in pleasure, he thrust his fingers hard into Chunxing's fleshy slit. "Oh...good man...Brother Hai Kui...do you know what the biggest difference is between you and my Da Cheng...
?" Chun Xing's vagina was being played with by Hai Kui's skillful techniques, and her beautiful eyes were almost spitting fire. "What is it? Tell me!" Hai Kui continued to play with Chun Xing's lower body, and soon Chun Xing's vagina automatically opened, revealing the red flesh inside. "It's that fierceness in your body...every time your big cock goes into my little sister...it's like you're stabbing and thrusting like crazy...it makes me weak all over...I feel like my heart is filled with your cock...and your big cock is stronger than Da Cheng's...like an iron rod...hard and big...when it goes into my body...it's like you're going to pierce through me...making my little sister feel both pain and pleasure...I wish you would never pull it out..." Chun Xing moaned passionately as she spoke of Hai Kui's good points, which made Da Cheng, who was standing outside the window, feel extremely bitter. "Xing'er, my good sister, my sexy sister, Da Cheng left you for Beijing, you've really suffered. There are only three days left until the New Year, I wonder if that idiot Da Cheng will come back? Tonight, let your brother fuck you properly, just bear with it for a few more days, after the Lantern Festival, I'll come back to fuck you again!" Hai Kui couldn't hold back any longer after hearing Chun Xing's sweet words. He immediately flipped the blankets off them, pushed Chun Xing's smooth body off him onto the bed, and then impatiently lay on Chun Xing's snow-white body. His big glans rubbed against Chun Xing's vulva a few times, and when it was covered with Chun Xing's honey, Hai Kui thrust his strong waist, and his strong, black penis, like a green dragon entering the sea, plunged all the way into Chun Xing's muddy beautiful hole. "Ah...so heavy...my brother Kui...my dear man...Xing'er's little sister is going to be penetrated by you...so beautiful...so deep...good man...you are Xing'er's true husband, true man...all the flesh on Xing'er's body belongs to you...just go ahead and mess with her...poke hard, thrust hard...poke out all of Xing'er's water..." Chunxing's legs were wrapped around Hai Kui's thick waist, her lower body couldn't exert any strength at all, she could only let Hai Kui's big cock thrust back and forth in her tender hole, and Hai Kui never had a heart of tenderness, every time he would thrust all the way in, making Chunxing afraid that she would get pregnant, and her lustful water would splash. "Xing'er...my good sister...you are much gentler than my Hongxia...you are also very wet down there...being with you...I feel like I have inexhaustible energy..." Hai Kui's buttocks were like an engine, once his cock entered Chunxing's beautiful hole, he could not stop, he only knew to thrust hard into Chunxing's lower body. "Oh...so comfortable...Brother Kui...from now on, use all your energy on me...as long as Dacheng isn't home...I'll be your wife...I'll give you milk every day...I'll insert my pussy into you...Brother Kui...Sister-in-law Hongxia doesn't know how good you are...but I know...you're the best man in the world...
Xing'er truly loves you...Brother Kui...harder...Xing'er wants to give you her heart...Brother Kui...hug Xing'er...kiss Xing'er..." Chunxing's desire had reached the edge of climax. She began to passionately reach out her hands, pulling Haikui's big head into her arms, and actively pouted her little mouth, sticking her fragrant, sweet little tongue into Haikui's big mouth. "Xing'er...my darling...I'm going to fuck you to death..." Haikui roared fiercely as he ate Chunxing's little tongue. "Brother Kui... just keep going... even if you fuck Xing'er to death... Xing'er will be willing... in the next life I'll still be your woman... your female donkey... so you can keep riding... keep fucking... ah..."
"Brother Kui... I'm going to lose my body... Your Xing'er is going to be fucked away by you... Lost... Lost... Ahhh... Died... Died..." Amidst Chunxing's seductive cries, Hai Kui exerted all his strength, his face fierce, his thick arms supporting Chunxing's head on either side, his lower body like a pile driver, each thrust pushing Chunxing's body upwards. The point where their lower bodies joined made a loud "slap slap" sound. As Hai Kui's movements became faster and faster, Chunxing's cries grew louder and louder. Suddenly, Chunxing's beautiful hole began to twitch, clamping tightly around Hai Kui's penis, and then she could no longer muster any strength. Almost at the same moment, Hai Kui fired his "bullet." "Brother Kui, don't pull your penis out, just let it soak in Xing'er's wet hole for a while longer." Chunxing had received great satisfaction from their previous intercourse and clearly did not want Hai Kui to leave her body. "Xing'er, if I don't go home soon, Hongxia will definitely get suspicious. With her temper, she'll definitely start fighting with me again. Just bear with it, after the New Year, I'll pamper you a few more times." Hai Kui pulled a piece of toilet paper from beside the pillow, and as he pulled his penis out of Chunxing's body, he quickly plugged her entrance with it. "Brother Kui, I can't bear to part with you, sob sob!" Chunxing suddenly sat up, ignoring the filth flowing from her lower body, and tightly hugged Hai Kui's strong body. "Good Xing'er, I can't get enough of you, you little slut. After the New Year, I'll take you to Shenyang to buy some pretty clothes, and we'll have a good time for a few days. Also, don't forget to take the birth control pills I bought you. If you get pregnant, our affair won't be able to be kept secret." Hai Kui said, breaking free from Chunxing's embrace and hurriedly putting on his clothes. "Brother Kui, why are you so afraid of Hongxia? What makes her better than me? Why don't we just live together? I don't want anything else from you, as long as you treat me well, I'll be your slave." Chunxing felt a surge of jealousy seeing Hai Kui's nervous expression. "That won't do. You don't know Hongxia's temper. If I dare to mention divorce, she'll kill me. Besides, your Dacheng may not be manly, but he's an honest man, and we're neighbors. If I live with you, won't the whole village gossip about me?" Hai Kui spoke righteously, but Dacheng knew what Hai Kui was thinking. As the saying goes, "A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen one." This bastard Hai Kui just wanted to play with Chunxing's body for free in his spare time, to experience the feeling of sleeping with a married woman. "Brother Kui, don't keep me waiting too long. Come over often if you have the chance. Xing'er is waiting for you in bed every night." Chunxing knew Hai Kui was going to go back soon, so she stopped pestering him. Chapter Two: Chunxing Left Alone, Haikui Takes Advantage of the Situation. To avoid Haikui, who had just left his house, Dacheng fled the village, utterly alone. The snow was still falling, and growing heavier; Dacheng was completely covered in white. About half an hour later, he pulled his phone from his clothes and dialed Chunxing's number. "Xing'er, are you asleep?" Dacheng asked knowingly. "Yes, husband, where are you?" The phone rang several times before Chunxing's lazy voice came through, presumably exhausted from her intense lovemaking with Haikui. "I'll be home soon, are you happy?" Dacheng probed. "Why are you coming back so late? Couldn't you have rested in the county town for the night?" Chunxing's tone became somewhat flustered. "What's wrong? Don't you want me back?" Dacheng continued to probe. "No, come back quickly, I'll wait for you at home. I'm getting up to get dressed now." Chunxing hung up without another word. Da Cheng knew Chun Xing was currently frantically cleaning up the traces left by her and Hai Kui's lovemaking. He brushed the snow off himself and strode home. Once home, Chun Xing was unusually warm and welcoming, serving him tea and water and even cooking him two dishes. If Da Cheng hadn't discovered Chun Xing and Hai Kui's affair beforehand, he would have truly believed Chun Xing was still the same Chun Xing, his most devoted wife. Unfortunately, everything Chun Xing did now seemed hypocritical to him. After dinner, Da Cheng tried to pull Chun Xing to bed, but she immediately refused, startled: "Husband, not today, my period hasn't stopped." "What a coincidence! I don't believe it. Quickly take off your clothes, I want to check you out," Da Cheng said deliberately, wanting to see if this slut dared to show her buttocks, which were red and raw from Hai Kui's spanking. "Don't believe me if you don't want to, it's just not going to work." Chunxing's expression suddenly changed, her gentleness gone, replaced by a look of disgust. Dacheng, seeing Chunxing's abrupt change in expression, felt a chill run through him. He wasn't angry that Chunxing had betrayed him, but rather that she was as gentle as a kitten with that scoundrel Haikui, yet with him, she could turn on him in an instant, showing no affection whatsoever. Even if she just made up another lie to deceive him, it would make Dacheng feel a little better. Dacheng sighed deeply, like a wilted eggplant, and lay down listlessly on the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove). Chunxing took off her shoes, crawled into the quilt inside the kang, and turned over, leaving Dacheng with a cold silhouette. The next day, Dacheng got up very early. He had barely slept all night. He wanted to ask Chunxing why she had betrayed him, but he couldn't bring himself to ask. His own unhappy childhood made him terrified of losing this hard-won family, terrified of losing his beloved wife, Chunxing. Perhaps Da Cheng still held onto the hope that Chun Xing might change her mind and give her another chance, so as not to break up the family. Around noon, his good friend Shuanzhu from the village called him, asking if he was coming home for the New Year.
Da Cheng said he had already returned to the village. Shuanzhu urged Da Cheng to hurry over to his house, and even specially killed a hen to welcome him back. Da Cheng, filled with endless regret at home, dragged his heavy steps to Shuanzhu's house. He wanted to ask Shuanzhu if he knew about his wife's affair with Hai Kui. Shuanzhu was two years younger than Da Cheng. Because of a disability in his right leg, he was still unmarried. He inherited his father's trade and, after graduating from high school, became a barefoot doctor in the village. Although he didn't earn much, he could support his family. Because Shuanzhu and Da Cheng were both the weaker sex when they were young and were often bullied, they had always had a good relationship. So when Da Cheng listlessly walked into Shuanzhu's small clinic, Shuanzhu was extremely enthusiastic. Da Cheng couldn't keep his thoughts to himself. After a few drinks of "Old Village Chief" liquor, he began to subtly probe Shuanzhu, asking, "Shuanzhu, how's our relationship?" Shuanzhu didn't seem to care and answered readily, "What's wrong? Needless to say, we're brothers. Besides my parents, you and Mengzi are the closest to me!" "Have you heard any rumors about my Chunxing?" Da Cheng asked, looking into Shuanzhu's eyes. "Well... I haven't heard anything. Did you hear anyone say anything?" Shuanzhu's answer was halting, clearly a lie. "Shuanzhu, if you really consider me a brother, tell me the truth. I understand the ways of the world these days; to make a living, you have to be cuckolded. Don't worry, brother, I won't tell anyone it was you who said it."
Da Cheng pleaded with Shuan Zhu again. "Brother, don't make things difficult for me. I only heard it from others, and I don't know much. It seems Chun Xing is having an affair with that bastard Hai Kui, but it might just be gossip from the villagers. Don't be angry, it's almost the New Year, don't be too anxious!" Shuan Zhu still couldn't deceive his brother and could only try to persuade him from the side. "It's not just rumors, I have solid evidence, but I don't know how they started. I want to find out. Can you help me?" Da Cheng drank a whole cup of Old Village Chief wine, looking very helpless. "I really don't know anything about their affair, but I know someone who definitely knows." Shuan Zhu was also worried about his brother's situation. "Who?" "Rao Nao!" "Liu Hai Peng?" "Yes!" Rao Nao's real name was Liu Hai Peng, Liu Hai Kui's cousin. He was only 19 years old this year and spent his days doing nothing but causing trouble. Moreover, Renao's family was also struggling financially. His father had been in a car accident two years ago and became paralyzed, lying in bed needing constant care. Renao's mother, Chen Guilan, was a primary school teacher in the village, busy with work and family, and had no time to care for her idle son. On the other hand, Renao's cousin, Liu Haikui, was very devoted to his younger brother, but unlike other brothers, he didn't guide him towards the right path. Liu Haikui's kindness towards Renao manifested in this way: when Renao got into trouble, he would help him fight, giving Renao a small portion of the extorted money, keeping the rest for himself. He also frequently encouraged Renao, saying that a man should rely on his fists, otherwise, what kind of man is he? Therefore, Renao was completely obedient to Haikui, even to the point of worship. Although Haikui was a scoundrel, he had a few drinking buddies. His greatest pleasure was boasting with his friends after drinking, such as: having beaten up so-and-so, having slept with so-and-so woman. Renao was closest to Haikui, so he undoubtedly knew the most details about Haikui and Chunxing's affair. Da Cheng thought Shuanzhu's words made sense, but the problem was that Da Cheng couldn't ask Shuanzhu himself. Shuanzhu didn't refuse when Da Cheng needed help. He and Da Cheng's good friend Mengzi were in detention for assault, and he thought: "If I don't help Da Cheng now, am I even human?" That noon, Shuanzhu found Renao, who was playing games at home, and said he wanted to organize the clinic's medicines and needed Renao's help. Although Renao was a troublemaker, he respected Shuanzhu, who was a doctor, so he didn't refuse and went to the clinic with Shuanzhu. He spent the whole afternoon busy tidying up the clinic for Shuanzhu. That evening, Shuanzhu invited Renao to stay for dinner. Renao was very happy. His family's situation wasn't good, and he hadn't been able to drink for a long time. Taking this opportunity, Renao ate and drank heavily. After downing half a jin of baijiu, his bad habit of "bragging," which he had learned from his cousin Haikui, came out. Haikui braggarted about things he had done, while Renao braggarted about his cousin Haikui's things, because he himself hadn't really done anything worth boasting about. Shuanzhu deliberately steered the conversation towards Chunxing and Haikui, and in just a few words, Shengli transformed into a storyteller, recounting Haikui and Chunxing's story in a vivid and engaging manner. The story begins in early spring of this year. Since Dacheng went to work in Beijing, Chunxing has been managing the farm work and household chores alone at home, inevitably needing the help of her neighbor, Liu Haikui. In April, Da Cheng's old sow needed to be bred, so Chunxing went to the town's agricultural machinery station to ask for advice. Coincidentally, Liu Haikui was also at the station buying fertilizer at the time. After hearing about this, he called Chunxing aside and whispered to her, "Chunxing, why are you looking for a breeding pig here? It's far away and expensive. Why don't you go back to the village and find a breeding pig? Just drive it into your pigpen, and you can raise the boar for the owner for a month. I guarantee your old sow will get pregnant!" Chunxing knew this method was feasible, but she had only been married into the village for a little over a year and wasn't very familiar with her neighbors. She didn't know where to borrow a breeding pig. Seeing Chunxing's predicament, Liu Haikui readily agreed, saying, "Don't worry, Chunxing. My breeding pig is also in heat, and our two houses are separated by only a wall. If it really doesn't work, just move my pig to your pen. Next year, when your sow gives birth to piglets, you can give me one." Chunxing was overjoyed. As a young and beautiful 24-year-old woman, she naturally didn't want to drive her sow to town for breeding; it wouldn't look good if people found out. Chunxing immediately thanked Haikui, saying, "Thank you, Brother Haikui. Dacheng isn't home, you've been a great help. When Dacheng comes back at the end of the year, I'll definitely have him treat you properly." What was said without intention was taken seriously. Chunxing's statement that "Dacheng isn't home" was true, but Liu Haikui took it to another level. That same day, after discussing it with his wife Hongxia, Haikui moved the pig to Dacheng's house that evening. A few days later, Chunxing came to Haikui again early in the morning, saying that his breeding pigs seemed unwilling to stay with his old sow. They had been brought over for several days, but the two pigs wouldn't eat or sleep together. What should he do? Haikui told Chunxing to go home first, and he personally went to the town's agricultural machinery station. In the afternoon, Haikui brought several packets of "Puwang Aphrodisiac Powder" to Dacheng's house. He mixed the medicine into the pig feed and fed it to the two fat pigs. In less than half an hour, the two pigs actually lay down together and started mating. Haikui happily stood in the pigpen and called Chunxing to come and see. Chunxing had never seen animals mating before. When she arrived at the pigpen, the two pigs were already piled on top of each other. Hai Kui's breeding boar had its front hooves on the back of its old sow, and its white and reddish penis was desperately drilling into its sow's genitals. It looked just like humans having sex, which made Chunxing's cheeks flush and her mouth go dry. Having been married to Dacheng for over a year, Chunxing had long since transformed from an innocent young girl into a mature and charming woman, but she had never seen such a scene before. Besides, when she was with Dacheng, his penis wasn't very big, and because Dacheng was thin, he was always lukewarm during sex. It was nothing like these two beasts were so vigorous. Chunxing dared not look any longer and told Haikui she needed to go back to her room for some water. She then fled. Haikui had slept with over a dozen women before marriage; how could he not know what Chunxing was thinking? Especially her shy expression, which aroused his erection. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his erect penis, and called into the room, "Chunxing, could you pour me some water? I'm so thirsty!" Chunxing had already drunk several cups of water, but her mind remained unsettled. Her husband, Dacheng, had been away for months. She was in the prime of her youth, and seeing two pigs mating so passionately before her eyes had already thrown her into turmoil. Haikui's sudden shout made her heart skip a beat. She couldn't help but think of Haikui's imposing figure; compared to her husband, Dacheng, he was like a giant. Suppressing her surging emotions, Chunxing brought a bowl of hot tea to Haikui in the yard. "Brother Haikui, come out and drink! It's too filthy in the pigsty." Chunxing couldn't bear to watch the two animals mating any longer, so she waited for Haikui to come out. Haikui had already seen Chunxing's flushed face in the pigsty and knew this woman was aroused, so he said to Chunxing, "No, sister, I have to keep an eye on things. Just bring me the water!"
Chunxing carried the tea to the pigpen gate. As she handed the tea to Haikui over the gate, she finally caught a glimpse of his deliberately exposed, thick penis. Her legs went weak, and she nearly dropped the bowl. Her pretty face flushed crimson, but she couldn't move an inch. Haikui, clearly understanding Chunxing's psychology, deliberately turned his back to the gate after taking the tea, preventing her from seeing his large glans. Chunxing stood outside the pigpen for a full minute before finally pushing open the gate and standing next to Haikui. This time, Chunxing's attention wasn't on the two mating animals. Instead, she lowered her head, her eyes seemingly casually glancing at Haikui's crotch several times, but in reality, she was scrutinizing his large penis. Although Hai Kui's penis was only partially visible in his crotch, Chun Xing could already tell from the bulge that it was much larger than her husband Da Cheng's. Moreover, Hai Kui's penis was bouncing up and down with considerable force. Chun Xing felt that if this large penis were to penetrate her, it would be more powerful than Da Cheng's, and it would completely fill her. "Xing'er, it smells too bad here, you should go back inside," Hai Kui said, handing Chun Xing the empty bowl he was holding, trying to send her away. "It's okay, I'll stand here with you for a while, I can't let you stare alone," Chun Xing said, lowering her head even further. Unfortunately, her hair was tied in a ponytail today, unable to hide her flushed face. "No need, this is what men should do. Your husband isn't home, just treat me like your Da Cheng," Hai Kui said with a double meaning, wanting to see Chun Xing's reaction. "My Dacheng isn't as big as you, Haikui!" Chunxing's voice was barely audible, but Haikui heard it all. "What's big? What did you say, little sister? I didn't understand?" Haikui deliberately pressed. "It's big here!" After saying that, Chunxing stopped looking down and looked at Haikui with her eyes full of spring, biting her red lips and pointing her finger at Haikui's crotch. "Hehe, little sister, you saw it all. Sorry, I didn't mean to!" Haikui continued to play innocent, shoving his penis back into his pants as he spoke. "What's there to be sorry about? We're both adults. Big brother's lower body is big, much bigger than my Dacheng's!" Chunxing had gone all out and actually complimented Haikui directly. Looking at the petite Chunxing, Hai Kui hadn't expected her to be so alluring, even so fond of his large penis. He walked over, put his arm around her, and whispered, "Xing'er, I know what you mean, but Dacheng is my brother. We can't do anything to betray him."
Chunxing had only been married into the village for less than a year, and Dacheng rarely mentioned Hai Kui, so she had no idea what he truly was, still believing him to be an honest and upright man. Chunxing leaned against Hai Kui's broad chest, panting, and said, "What's there to betray? It won't hurt if you use my body once. Like the sows in this pen, they mate every year, right? Brother, don't you like girls?" Hearing Chunxing's direct and seductive words, Hai Kui almost wanted to grab her and thrust into her wildly, but he had a longer-term plan. Since marrying his wife Hongxia, Haikui has completely lost his financial autonomy and can no longer indulge in drinking, gambling, and whoring as before. However, he is a restless person, and he had his eye on Dacheng's beautiful wife from the very beginning. He knew that Dacheng was away working all year round, and Chunxing was definitely not satisfied physically. He could take advantage of this and make Chunxing willingly be his lover so that he could possess Chunxing's fair, plump, and fragrant body for a long time without spending a penny. "Little sister, how could I not like you! But I'm afraid I'll ruin your reputation and damage my relationship with Dacheng."
Hai Kui said this as his large hands moved from Chunxing's back to her plump buttocks. He grabbed Chunxing's two soft, fleshy buttocks and pulled them outwards with force, almost making Chunxing lose her balance. Chunxing was already overflowing with lust at this moment. With Hai Kui spreading her buttocks apart, the honey in her beautiful hole flowed out automatically, making her panties wet and sticky, which was very uncomfortable. "Oh, Brother Kui, please stop torturing Xing'er. As long as we don't say anything, no one will know. Da Cheng is away from home all year round, and my body is just sitting idle anyway. I might as well let you use it a few times, so as not to ruin Xing'er's flesh. I don't want anything else, as long as Brother Kui can come and see Xing'er often, I'll be content." After saying this, Chunxing was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear, and her pretty face was buried in Hai Kui's broad chest. "Sister, if that's really what you think, I'll risk my life to pamper you this once. I'll carry you back to the house now and pamper my poor Xing'er!" Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Hai Kui bent down, picked up Chunxing's petite body in his arms, kicked open the pigpen door, and ran into the house. He put the already feverish Chunxing on the bed and quickly took off his pants. Hai Kui was about to take off Chun Xing's jeans when Chun Xing stopped him. With a dreamy look in her eyes, she said to Hai Kui, "Brother, quickly lock the gate so no outsiders can disturb us. Today, I'm going to let you enjoy my body to your heart's content."
"Okay, okay, wait for me." Hai Kui didn't even bother to pull his pants back up. He ran back to the yard in a few strides, locked the gate shut, and when he returned, Chun Xing had already stripped herself naked. Her fair body lay on the bed, her high breasts heaving. Chun Xing wasn't tall, less than 1.6 meters, and she was quite a good match for Da Cheng. But Chun Xing had a pair of proud breasts, like two steamed buns, with nipples that were still a girl's pink. This was completely different from Hai Kui's wife, Hong Xia, who was nearly 1.7 meters tall, with a big bottom like a winter melon, but her breasts weren't as perky as Chun Xing's. Hai Kui knew that Chunxing and Dacheng had only been married for a year, and Dacheng had gone to Beijing just six months after their marriage. Chunxing's genitals hadn't been used much yet, and Hai Kui had seen Dacheng's small penis before. When they were children, Dacheng was often ridiculed for his small penis when bathing in the river. Now, Dacheng's wife, Chunxing, was lying beneath him. He was determined to take her down completely today and make this wanton woman submit to him. Thinking this, Hai Kui didn't bother with any foreplay. He climbed onto Chunxing's heated bed, hoisted her two long white legs onto his shoulders, and rubbed his large glans against the entrance of her vagina. After his glans became wet, Hai Kui gritted his teeth, leaned forward, and pressed his buttocks down hard. His incredibly hard, black rod instantly disappeared into Chunxing's pink, fleshy cleft. Since Chunxing married Dacheng, although the two often made love, Chunxing was only able to enjoy herself to the fullest due to Dacheng's health. In the past, Chunxing thought that every family was like this, so she didn't think too much about these things. Anyway, something was better than nothing. Therefore, Chunxing's tender vagina could be said to have remained as fresh and tender as a young girl's. Now, for the first time, she had experienced a man other than Dacheng, and it was Liu Haikui, who was as strong as a bear. Chunxing felt that the moment just now almost took half her life. Her delicate jade vagina had never tasted such a sudden opening. Moreover, the penis that entered her body was so strong and powerful. The deadly glans pressed against Chunxing's clitoris. Chunxing immediately shuddered, her snow-white body dared not move anymore, her small mouth slightly open, looking in horror at Liu Haikui riding on her body. After Hai Kui thrust his penis all the way in, he felt his glans touch a soft, beautiful flesh. Chun Xing's vagina was as tight as a virgin's, gripping his large, dark penis tightly. This was a sensation Hai Kui had never experienced with his wife, Hong Xia. He immediately understood why: Chun Xing was too petite, and her vagina was too short; his glans had already reached her cervix. Hai Kui felt he had found a treasure and wasn't in a hurry to examine her. He was afraid that his recklessness would cause Chun Xing too much pain and make her afraid of him. So, he lowered Chun Xing's beautiful legs, bent down, and lifted her upper body. He then sat on the bed, letting Chun Xing straddle his two hairy thighs, and the two embraced tightly like koalas. Chunxing initially felt as if a dagger had been plunged into her lower body, causing pain and soreness, especially in her untouched core, which was pressed into a soft mass by Haikui's glans. Terrified, she froze, letting Haikui lift her up and caress her body with his large hands. After several seconds, Chunxing slowly regained consciousness, feeling her vagina completely filled by Haikui's large penis, leaving no gaps. A feeling of fullness and swelling, a sensation she had never experienced before, filled her with a tight embrace around Haikui's neck, causing her to gasp for breath. "Xing'er, are you alright? It's my fault for being too rough. Seeing your tender flesh, I couldn't control myself, and now my Xing'er is suffering!" Haikui gently patted Chunxing's smooth back, comforting her. "Brother, you're too cruel. You almost killed me just now," Chunxing said coquettishly. "Then I'll pull out. I'll go back in when you feel better," Hai Kui said, pretending to pull his big penis out of Chunxing's vagina. "No...it's so swollen...Brother Kui, don't move...let your little sister feel your big cock...
Brother...your is really big...Xing'er is both afraid and pregnant with you..." Chunxing's vulva remained open, her sensitive flesh constantly feeling the huge rod inside her throbbing. The round glans was pressed tightly against her clitoris, and every slight touch made her feel like she needed to urinate. "Good sister, don't be afraid, brother can't bear to hurt you. Come on, let me taste your big breasts." Hai Kui said, then lowered his head and sucked on one of Chunxing's exceptionally full breasts, sucking it hard into his mouth. He not only sucked on Chunxing's breasts but also gently kissed and bit Chunxing's sensitive nipple with his teeth. Since Dacheng and Chunxing got married, Dacheng felt he couldn't provide Chunxing with a wealthy life and felt he owed her too much. Therefore, Dacheng was always very careful when making love with Chunxing, afraid of hurting her. He had never played with Chunxing's body so vigorously before, especially her breasts. Dacheng would only lick the nipples, never like Haikui, who used his hard teeth to bite Chunxing's tender nipples. Chunxing finally felt the torment from a man, a feeling that almost drove her crazy. She wished she could stuff her entire breast into Haikui's mouth, letting him completely possess her body. She began to forcefully push her breast into Haikui's mouth, her buttocks rising and falling slightly. "Brother Kui...you're going to bite Xing'er's breasts raw...waaaah...Brother Kui...my dear man...is Xing'er's breast good...scented...?" Chunxing's desire was restored, and she began to moan passionately. "Good girl, I want to eat you, I want to eat your body, your breasts, your heart, my good girl, I love your sexy flesh to death." Hai Kui felt Chun Xing's movements and began to support her buttocks with both hands, making Chun Xing masturbate his penis. "Wuu...so deep...my Kui-ge...you are so amazing...your big rod is all the way into Xing'er's belly...Xing'er is so happy...so sad...so comfortable...so blissful...my strong man...fuck your Xing'er sister hard...like those two piglets just now...Xing'er is your little piglet...a little sow that
needs you to breed with her..." At this moment, Chun Xing began to speak incoherently as Hai Kui's big penis thrust in and out, and her wanton heart began to show. "Slutty girl...you are a little sow...I'll fuck you to death, you slut...let you peek at my cock..."
…You seduced me into bed…Your body is so beautiful…From now on, you'll be my lover…my sweetheart…I'm going to fuck your little cunt raw…bite your big tits…kiss your mouth raw…” Hai Kui also became excited. He put Chun Xing on the bed, lay down on her stomach, and began to thrust his penis rapidly into Chun Xing's vagina. “Waaah…Brother…my good brother…ahhh…too fast…Xing'er's dear man…”
…Whatever you want to do, Xing'er will agree to it…From now on, I'll be your lover…You can insert your beautiful hole into Xing'er's…You can eat Xing'er's big breasts as you please…Xing'er's heart belongs to you…Brother…Waaah…Xing'er feels so good…Don't stop…Xing'er is going to ejaculate for you…Xing'er's lower body is going to split open…It's going to be shattered by my strong man…Brother Kui…Hold me tight…Xing'er is going to come…" As Hai Kui thrust faster and faster, Chun Xing's climax finally arrived. For the first time, she so freely ejaculated her vaginal fluids. Her lower body almost became a overflowing spring, with milky white nectar gushing out, truly… It was like urinating. Hai Kui deliberately held back his ejaculation, not ejaculating along with Chun Xing's climax. After Chun Xing's first orgasm, he gently withdrew his penis and carefully played with Chun Xing's wet and sticky vulva with two fingers. Chun Xing was, after all, a young woman, and her strength recovered quickly. After a while, her desire became vigorous again. She used her slender fingers to grasp Hai Kui's still erect penis and actually cried softly. "Sister, what's wrong? Did I use too much force just now and make you uncomfortable?" Hai Kui was also confused and could only comfort her. "No." Chun Xing did not explain the reason for her crying, but continued to grasp Hai Kui's penis and cried even louder. "What's wrong? If you regret it, I'm leaving now." Hai Kui was a little angry. Just now he had clearly seen Chun Xing being extremely seductive, but now this woman was crying endlessly. "Don't go, I feel wronged. This is the first time in my life that Xing'er has experienced the benefits of a man. Why did I marry Dacheng, this useless man, while Sister Hongxia gets to have a brave and strong man like Brother Kui?" Chunxing spoke with utmost sincerity, making Hai Kui feel smug. "Good sister, don't cry. From now on, as long as Dacheng isn't home, I'll be your man and won't let you suffer anymore." Hai Kui said, pinching Chunxing's clitoris between his index finger and thumb, making her tremble all over. "Oh... Brother Kui... be gentle... I'm getting aroused by your touch... hurry up and put our big, precious cock into Xing'er's little hole... Xing'er wants to give you another round." Chunxing felt empty again in her lower body. This time, she took the initiative to ride on Hai Kui's body, straightening his cock, and gently lowering her beautiful buttocks, her already muddy and wet cunt once again enveloping Hai Kui's big meat stick. "Brother Kui... hurry up and rub Xing'er's breasts... thrust into Xing'er's little hole... Xing'er is exhausted...
hurry... my good husband... Xing'er wants you to fuck me... keep fucking me..." Chunxing rode on Hai Kui's body, and after less than ten thrusts, her whole body became sore and weak again. She knelt in mid-air, her body swaying precariously. "Xing'er... your little hole is so tight... it feels so good... brother will lift you up and fuck you... is it deep enough..."
…How deep…” Hai Kui squeezed Chun Xing’s big breasts a dozen times, then suddenly stood up from the bed, cupped Chun Xing’s buttocks with both hands, and thrust his big penis deep into her beautiful hole. “Waaah… Brother… Brother… You’re going to penetrate Xing’er… Brother… Hold your Xing’er tight…
Your Xing’er is going to cum for you again… Xing’er has no strength left… Brother… My good brother… Xing’er’s dear man… You’ve penetrated Xing’er’s body so thoroughly today… So numb… I’m coming… I’m coming… I’m dying… I’m dying… Xing’er is going to be penetrated to death by you…” With Chun Xing’s unrestrained howling, her body… She began to tremble again, her two pink arms tightly embracing Hai Kui's towering body, offering her yin essence once more. Hai Kui was also on the verge of ejaculation. He pressed Xing'er's body against the wall, preventing her feet from reaching the bed, and let Chun Xing's legs drape over his arms. His large penis thrust faster and harder, completely disregarding Chun Xing's convulsing body, relentlessly pounding against her already broken vagina. "Sister... just bear with it a little longer... I'm almost there too..." Hai Kui was already soaked in sweat, and the speed of his thrusts only increased. "Waaah... Brother... I'm dying... Xing'er really can't take it anymore... Don't thrust anymore... Waaah..."
…Xing'er's body is going to be torn apart by your penetration… Waaah… Please spare Xing'er… Ah… I'm going to pee… Waaah… Don't go in anymore… "Chunxing actually lost control of her genitals from Hai Kui's penetration, and hot urine sprayed onto their genitals dozens of times. She also experienced an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, a kind of unrestrained pleasure. From that day on, Chunxing truly became Hai Kui's lover, letting Hai Kui release his pent-up desires from time to time, and she also relieved the loneliness in her heart through it. Chapter 3 Qingyu's desire for her lover Dacheng was humiliated again. After the night's festivities ended, Shuanzhu told Dacheng the whole story he had heard. Dacheng, heartbroken, knew he could never win back his wife Chunxing's heart. After leaving the bustling house, Dacheng walked alone through the snow-covered fields. The moonlight was cold and clear. Dacheng couldn't help but think of his marriage to Chunxing. Their seemingly unbreakable bond had ultimately succumbed to the long loneliness. He didn't blame Chunxing; he blamed himself for being poor, powerless, and physically weak, even lacking the most basic male function compared to other men. He simply didn't know how to let go. His relationship with Chunxing was like this: "Spring water is heartless, but fallen flowers are full of affection," seemingly indifferent yet deeply in love. It was nearly late at night when Dacheng returned home with heavy steps. Looking at his wife, already asleep in bed, he couldn't help but feel resentment and annoyance. But Chunxing's docile sleeping appearance also touched his heart. He lowered his head and inhaled the woman's fragrance emanating from her body, feeling his lower body begin to swell. He shook Chunxing's body, but Chunxing softly complained, "Go away, what time is it?" In the past, Dacheng would have definitely obeyed Chunxing's wishes and dared not touch her again. But tonight, his heart was burning with lust. The colder Chunxing was to him, the more his mind drifted to the alluring image of his wife with Liu Haikui. In his heart, Dacheng screamed at Chunxing: Why are you treating me like this? Beside Liu Haikui, you're like a prostitute, yet in front of me, your legally recognized husband, you're as cold as ice. Dacheng steeled himself, crawled into Chunxing's bed, and began roughly rubbing her body. "Are you crazy? I'm asleep. I'm not interested today. Don't touch me!" Chunxing pushed Dacheng out of the covers. Da Cheng took out 20,000 yuan from the suitcase he brought back from Beijing and waved it in front of Chun Xing, saying, "Xing'er, look at my brain! This is the money I've saved up this year. Tomorrow I'll go with you to Panzhong County to buy some new clothes. Didn't you want to buy a computer? This money is enough." Chun Xing turned to the side, looked at the two stacks of crisp RMB in Da Cheng's hand, and immediately went from anger to laughter. She took the money and said to Da Cheng, "Honey, lie down and warm yourself up. I'm going to wash up down there." Da Cheng smiled bitterly to himself. What was wrong with him? Being with his wife felt like visiting a prostitute, and the prostitute wasn't cheap either. Chunxing brought a small basin, added hot water, and squatted down to wash her lower body. Then, completely naked, she nestled her burning body into Dacheng's arms, asking gently, "Husband, you've missed me this past year, haven't you? I've missed you every day." Dacheng stroked Chunxing's smooth body, his mind a jumbled mess. He hadn't expected the once innocent Chunxing to have become so full of lies, and with such a sincere expression. He immediately retorted sarcastically, "You miss me? Why don't you want me to touch you?" Chunxing gently... Cheng punched his chest and said in a coquettish voice, "You've been coming home so late these past two days. I was getting impatient waiting for you, thinking you weren't interested in me anymore." Da Cheng sighed and said, "How could that be? My life has been tough. My greatest happiness is marrying you. I'd endure any hardship for you, and I'll never despise you." Chunxing, far from showing any remorse, wore a smug look on her face. She reached out and grasped Da Cheng's less than ten-centimeter-long penis with her slender fingers, skillfully stroking it. Da Cheng's mind was already a mess. After his earlier jealousy subsided, his lower body became limp again, remaining in a semi-erect state no matter how Chunxing teased him. Chunxing, however, became incredibly passionate. This woman naturally possessed a body prone to arousal, and now, nestled in the man's arms, the penis in her hand, though small, had ignited her desire. Chunxing massaged Dacheng's penis for several minutes, but seeing that it remained erect, she was both anxious and angry. She blurted out, "You're really not a man! You were asking for this and that earlier, are you even capable of anything? Now I'm going to spread my legs and let you fuck me, but can you handle it?" Dacheng, angered by Chunxing's words, wanted nothing more than to strangle this promiscuous woman. Strangely enough, as Chunxing's attitude towards him turned cold, Dacheng's anger flared up again, and his penis actually became erect. Although not enormous, it was still straight and hard. Without any further restraint, Dacheng roughly pushed her onto the bed and, without any lubrication, thrust himself into Chunxing's wetness. At first, their physical union was somewhat awkward, and Chunxing frowned during the penetration. However, after a short while, her lower body became wet and she became passionate, constantly uttering lewd phrases like "good husband," "dear man," and "go for it, push harder." But Dacheng knew perfectly well that his penis felt almost no friction in Chunxing's spacious vagina; it was only because Chunxing had a strong libido that she was so sensitive. Thinking of this, Dacheng's resentment grew even stronger. He knew that his wife's loose vagina was definitely caused by that bastard Liu Haikui, who had penetrated Chunxing countless times with his big black rod, resulting in the current situation. But he couldn't say it out loud, so he could only desperately thrust into Chunxing's body to vent his anger. Chunxing had no idea what Dacheng was thinking. She assumed that Dacheng hadn't been with a woman for a year and was so horny that he was acting like a different person tonight. Although Dacheng's penis couldn't fill the emptiness in her heart, it was quite hard, which made her vagina feel somewhat good. At least she didn't have to endure the loneliness until after the Lantern Festival to be able to enjoy herself with her Haikui brother. Dacheng thrust faster and faster. About five minutes later, when Chunxing's lust was at its peak, she shouted, "Dacheng... eat Xing'er's breasts... give it your all, Dacheng... you're really good today... Xing'er feels so good..." Dacheng and Chunxing had been married for almost two years, and this was the first time he had seen Chunxing so wanton under him. He was unmoved by such lewd words and immediately thrust his penis into Chunxing's beautiful vagina several times. When he ejaculated, his hot semen was sprayed into Chunxing's vagina. Chunxing knew that Dacheng had already ejaculated, but her desire was still burning fiercely. She moaned and urged Dacheng to continue, "Husband...don't stop...move a few more times...I'm almost there..." But it was too late. Although Dacheng didn't stop moving and his buttocks continued to rise and fall, his limp penis slipped out of Chunxing's body and could no longer enter her overflowing vagina. "Useless thing!" Chunxing cursed Dacheng in endless frustration. Without even cleaning herself, she turned her head to the inside of the bed and pulled a blanket over her head. Dacheng was stunned for about ten seconds before letting out a long sigh. His deep breath was filled with helplessness, blending into the cold night. After the New Year, Dacheng and Shuanzhu went to visit Mengzi in the detention center. Because Mengzi's sentence was only six months, he was not sent to a labor camp but served his sentence in the Panzhong County Detention Center. Family visits were allowed, but he could not be released early. On the way back, Dacheng said to Shuanzhu, "A man can't be poor his whole life. Shuanzhu, you watch, when I turn my life around, I'll make sure everyone who owes me pays back double!" Shuanzhu looked at his thin, withered brother and suddenly found Dacheng terrifying, like a starving lone wolf, his eyes filled with ferocious light. On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Dacheng returned to Beijing with his suitcase. He lied to Chunxing, saying his company had something to do and he had to go back early. Chunxing didn't try to stop Dacheng. This time, she didn't feel the same sense of loss she had felt a year ago when he went away to work. Although they had been married for less than two years, their minds had already diverged significantly. Dacheng had previously worked in Beijing doing renovations for his boss, Meng Qingyu, but with the New Year just over, he couldn't find any work. Besides, when he and his coworkers went back to their hometown, Sister Yu had told them to come back in March after the New Year, otherwise they wouldn't have any work to do. Da Cheng's hasty trip to Beijing wasn't entirely for work; he was more concerned about avoiding the distressing situation back home. When all else failed, he had no choice but to escape. Fortunately, he hadn't given all his earnings from last year to Chun Xing; he'd secretly kept 30,000 yuan. So, upon arriving in Beijing, he easily rented a basement room—a bit cold, but at least he had a place to stay. The next day, Da Cheng went to the neighborhood where he used to work and unexpectedly saw a job posting for a security guard. He immediately bought two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, went to the security office, and spoke to the manager, who surprisingly agreed to hire him. Normally, given Da Cheng's size, becoming a security guard would be difficult. First, most migrant workers had returned home for the New Year; second, Da Cheng had stated during his application that he would only work for two months, as he would return to construction work in March.He had some skills. That morning, Da Cheng changed into a smaller-sized security guard uniform, grabbed a rubber baton, and took up his post. The security guard's salary was indeed low, but the job was very easy. However, Da Cheng was a restless person, and he was the most diligent patroller every day. The other security guards had it easy, so they simply set up a hot pot in the office and played cards. About a week later, Da Cheng was switched to the night shift, from 8 pm to 8 am, exactly one hour. As soon as he took over the shift, Da Cheng started patrolling again with his rubber baton. When he got to No. 3 East in the community, he heard someone call his name. Da Cheng went closer and saw that it was his boss, Sister Yu. At this time, Sister Yu was wearing a white undershirt, a fur coat over it, and cotton slippers, as if she had just come out of her house. Da Cheng had always had a good impression of this warm-hearted woman, so he quickly went up to greet Sister Yu. Sister Yu said a few words, then stamped her feet in the cold. Da Cheng felt embarrassed and didn't speak to her anymore. He told her to go home quickly and that he would come to wish her a Happy New Year another day. It turned out that Sister Yu had gone through divorce proceedings with her husband, who was serving time in prison, at the end of last year. She had given the house her husband had bought back to his family and bought a second-hand apartment in the same complex. Now she was completely independent. The next day, after get off work, Da Cheng bought some fruit and went to Sister Yu's house. He mainly wanted to ask her if the company needed anyone after March, and whether he could continue working for her. Meng Qingyu readily agreed and promised to make Da Cheng a foreman in the future, hoping he would help her out. Hearing Sister Yu's words, Da Cheng felt much more at ease. He happily returned to his rented basement apartment, bought a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), and happily drank half of it. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Da Cheng covered a day shift for his colleague. After get off work, he was about to head home when he received a call from Sister Yu, inviting him to her house for the Lantern Festival, saying the food was already prepared. Da Cheng returned to his rented apartment and dressed up nicely. Wearing a small suit jacket, he looked quite energetic, though still thin. He then went to the supermarket and bought two bottles of red wine and a case of milk. On his way to Sister Yu's house, Da Cheng saw Meng Qingyu wearing a purple bra. Her upper body was bulging, like she was carrying two small watermelons, and it jiggled as she walked, making Da Cheng's mouth dry. Although Meng Qingyu was 35 years old, due to her inability to have children, her figure remained as curvaceous as a young girl's. Standing at a medium height of 1.65 meters, her legs, clad in tight thermal underwear, appeared exceptionally long. Because she was at home, Meng Qingyu wore pink slippers, and her two delicate white feet were painted with black nail polish, her toes slightly upturned as she walked, making her feet appear particularly small and beautiful. Dacheng wasn't a dissolute young man, and he didn't dare look at Meng Qingyu too much. But the more he avoided looking, the more interesting Meng Qingyu found him, like an innocent young man. After chatting for a few minutes, Sister Yu brought out the stewed hen from the kitchen, and the two formally sat down to eat. After a few drinks, Sister Yu began chatting with Dacheng about everyday matters. They were originally from the same hometown, but Sister Yu had obtained a Beijing residency permit, completely shedding her rural roots and becoming a thoroughly Beijing woman. When fellow villagers meet, they still talk about their hometown. But as the drinks increased, Yu Jie's face turned a flushed, intoxicating red. Da Cheng, though unfazed, couldn't hold his liquor as well as Meng Qingyu. It's unclear who started pouring out their troubles, but both of them began to cry. It turned out that when Meng Qingyu and her husband came to Beijing to work, they lost money on several companies due to their lack of business acumen. During their hardest times, Meng Qingyu even sold her hair to pay for her husband's cigarettes. But through their relentless efforts, they finally established themselves in Beijing, their companies thrived, and their family's wealth increased. After settling down, they wanted a child, but couldn't conceive. A hospital checkup revealed that Meng Qingyu had a health problem: low immunity in her eggs. Following the doctor's advice, Meng Qingyu began resting at home, taking medication continuously, hoping to have a perfect family with her husband. But just as Meng Qingyu went for a follow-up checkup and the doctor told her everything was normal, she excitedly went to share the good news with her husband, only to discover that he was having an affair with a subordinate. Meng Qingyu immediately wanted a divorce, but at that very moment, the family company ran into trouble. The subordinate who was having an affair with Meng Qingyu's husband absconded with company funds, while Meng Qingyu's husband, due to financial difficulties and inability to fulfill contracts, was sued. Ultimately...

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